The Supreme Kai's realm stretched beneath a crystalline sky, its emerald hills rolling endlessly into a horizon kissed by shimmering lakes. The air thrummed with divine stillness, a sacred weight that pressed lightly on the senses—until Renkai's presence shattered it. He stood amidst the trio—Xin, Jebit, and the newly freed Old Supreme Kai—his sharp features framed by dark hair, a single Potara earring glinting on his left ear. The elder Kai, hunched and weathered, his wrinkled skin a map of eons, stared at the ornament with narrowed eyes, suspicion etching his furrowed brow. "Young man," he rasped, voice gravelly with age, "why do you wear a Potara earring—reserved for Supreme Kais alone? Are you a Kai from some unseen universe? No… you're mortal."
Renkai's lips curled into a faint, devilish smirk, his crimson eyes glinting with amusement. "Precious, you say?" He plucked the earring free, twirling it between his fingers before tucking it into his pocket—a precaution against accidental fusion. "To me, they're trinkets. I can have as many as I please." His tone was casual, almost mocking, as if the sacred artifact were a child's toy. He'd copied Xin's essence earlier, a simple trick—summon the Eastern Supreme Kai's clone, dismiss it, and claim a new Potara with each cycle. A limitless hoard, his to wield.
Xin and Jebit exchanged uneasy glances, their pointed ears twitching. The younger Kai's violet robes fluttered faintly, his youthful face paling at the blasphemy. Jebit, broader and green-skinned, gripped his staff tighter, a silent guardian sensing a storm. Renkai's words hung heavy—Potara fusion, birther of Vegito, outshone the Medama dance of Gogeta in his eyes. "Fusion techniques?" he mused aloud, voice dipping low. "Garbage—fit for the trash next door. Why bother when I've got these?" He patted his pocket, the clink of unseen earrings a quiet taunt.
The Old Supreme Kai shuffled closer, his bent frame trembling slightly—not from age, but from the weight of Renkai's presence. His rheumy eyes bore into the mortal, searching, probing. "That's it, then…" he muttered, words trailing off as if reluctant to voice his thoughts. Silence stretched, thick with unspoken questions, until Jebit stepped forward, bowing low. "Old sir," he said, voice steady despite his unease, "who are you?"
The elder straightened as much as his spine allowed, a flicker of pride cutting through his weariness. "I am the Supreme Kai of fifteen generations past," he declared, his tone carrying the echo of lost authority. The revelation struck like a thunderclap—Xin's jaw dropped, Jebit's staff clattered against the ground, both reeling from the living relic before them.
"Fifteen generations?!" Xin stammered, bowing deeper, his reverence tinged with awe. "Ancestor, why… why were you sealed in the Z Sword?" His voice quavered, curiosity warring with respect.
The Old Supreme Kai's calm facade cracked, a fleeting panic flashing in his eyes. He cleared his throat, stalling, then spoke slowly, each word dredged from memory. "You ask why I was bound in that blade? It's an old tale—ancient, even for me. A being of foul temper, power beyond reckoning, feared my influence. He trapped me in the sword, locked me away." His hands trembled, clutching his robes as if to steady himself against the past.
Xin leaned closer, eyes wide. "Was this foe… as strong as Majin Buu?" The name slipped out like a curse, his voice trembling with the dread that still haunted him—Buu, the pink terror who'd nearly unmade the cosmos.
Renkai's laughter erupted, sharp and unrestrained, slicing through the tension. "Buu again? You're obsessed, Xin—frightened stiff by that clown!" His mirth echoed across the hills, a stark contrast to the Kais' gravity. He turned to the elder, grin fading into a piercing stare. "Old Supreme Kai, let's cut the dance—it was Beerus, wasn't it? The God of Destruction who sealed you?"
Xin and Jebit froze, exchanging bewildered looks. "Beerus? God of Destruction?" Xin whispered, testing the name. "Stronger than Buu?" Jebit echoed, his green face paling further.
The Old Supreme Kai's composure shattered—his eyes widened, a flush creeping up his withered neck. "Young man!" he barked, voice rising in alarm. "Don't fling that name so carelessly! And if you must speak of Lord Beerus, show respect—not this flippant tone!" His warning lashed out, aimed at Renkai and Xin alike, a desperate bid to shield them from unseen wrath.
Xin bowed hastily. "Understood, ancestor." Jebit mirrored him, staff dipping low. "We'll heed you," he murmured, fear lacing his words. Beerus—a name heavier than Buu's, a shadow looming larger than their nightmares.
Renkai's smile returned, unshaken. Beerus, Zeno, the Grand Priest—puppets all, he thought. One reckless wish, one kamikaze soul, and they'd crumble—lives in his grasp, snuffed by a whim. Why fear a cat when he held the cosmos' leash? He kept that silent, letting the Kais stew. "Just confirm it," he said aloud, voice light but firm. "Beerus sealed you, yes?"
The elder met his gaze, then nodded, a slow, reluctant dip of his head. "Aye… it was him."
"Then after all those eons locked away," Renkai pressed, stepping closer, "don't you crave a reckoning? Someone to claw back at that kitten for you?" His words dripped with provocation, eyes glinting with dark intent.
The Old Supreme Kai recoiled, hands flailing. "Nonsense, boy! I've no such thoughts!" Panic sharpened his tone, his frail form trembling as if Beerus might hear across the void.
Renkai smirked, dismissive. "A pet of Whis—scares you stiff, huh?" He straightened, rolling his shoulders. "Tell me this, then—with my strength now, can I take him?" Golden light flared—his hair ignited, lightning crackling as Super Saiyan 2 surged forth. Renkai: 1 trillion (SSJ2). The ground quaked faintly, golden aura swirling, a storm restrained.
Xin and Jebit staggered back, horror painting their faces. "Lord Renkai—he could rival Majin Buu!" Xin gasped, clutching his chest. "Terrifying!" Jebit echoed, staff trembling in his grip.
The Old Supreme Kai's calm mask held, but sweat beaded on his brow, betraying his dread. "Young man, you're formidable—stronger than all but the God of Destruction himself, from what I've seen." His voice steadied, but his eyes betrayed the lie—he was shaken, imagining Renkai's rampage unchecked.
"That's nothing," Renkai said, grin widening. "A warm-up. Watch this." He exhaled, and the air thickened—his form shifted, scales rippling as he merged humanoid dragon with Super Saiyan 2, Kaioken's red blaze igniting twentyfold. Renkai: 200 trillion (full power). The Supreme Kai world groaned—hills cracked, lakes rippled, the sky darkening as if bowing to his might. Pressure crushed downward, a god's wrath unbound.
Xin and Jebit dropped to their knees, faces ashen. "Unthinkable!" Xin choked, clawing the grass. Jebit's staff snapped under his grip, his voice a whisper. "Beyond comprehension…" The Old Supreme Kai stood rigid, cold sweat streaming, a damp stain spreading at his hem—fear stripped bare.
"Old man," Renkai called, hovering mid-air, voice booming, "can I fight Beerus now?"
The elder's head bowed, mind racing through eons of knowledge—Beerus's purple blur, Renkai's titan aura. "I… don't know," he admitted, voice small. "You've outstripped all I fathom. If I hadn't faced Beerus myself, I'd call you the Destroyer." Weakness confined his vision—Renkai's power a void he couldn't chart.
"Not enough," Renkai muttered, landing with a thud, aura fading. His standard was absolute—enemies felled in one blow, or he'd deem himself lacking. Beerus, a kitten to crush, lingered as a benchmark. Xin, Jebit, and the elder twitched, incredulous—not enough? Did he crave one-finger dominance over gods?
"You freed me for a reason," the Old Supreme Kai ventured, regaining composure, his tone shifting to deference. "My potential unlock—pushing you past even this, yes?" His guess was sharp, eyes gleaming with hope.
Renkai chuckled, wagging a finger. "Half right, old man." His smile promised more—a devil's game, just beginning.
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